"It cracked?"
"It cracked."
"You saw it with your own eyes?"
"Heh, I didn't dare. I'm not like Mo Kuang, reckless enough to do anything."
Listening to their conversation, Mo Kuang, who was lying in bed, began to cry sorrowful tears.
And that was the situation.
Zheng Xiu thought for a moment, then started a group chat.
The "Eternal World Painting" he had personally drawn was incredibly powerful. Every former member of Ye Weiyang who joined the Disaster Prevention Bureau would, upon their arrival, be stunned by the Painting's functions for days on end.
The reason was simple: compared to the old "Raven" system, the Eternal World Painting was just so much better to use.
The mirror surface changed again, and the faces of Bi Shui and Situ Yong materialized upon it.
